Diswomansworld

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Tuesday, March 07, 2006

A letter entitled: Without

I miss you so much it hurts

It scars me open and bleeds in and out of me
It’s like a desperate cry from a soundless soul
It cracks the walls of my heart
And reaps the strings of my being
Stabs my centre to death

In every thought, every heartbeat, every second of your presence.
I bleed my longing to ends

I thought I missed you
When I saw you
I realized that I am without
– without you!

1 Comments:

Blogger Coolbabe said...

oh i so feel you here.
keep blogging

10:49 PM  

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